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Ceft \\op\2 ar/d F^l^d 1 j^is IJfe to jfurse a ;Siel( Brother ii? /T\ai?ila.
TRULY HEROIC
act or a
SMALL SAN
TPANCISCO
BOY.
THIS ts the story of a * -
sm« Arthur Pohlmann ran
away from home to go to the
wars.
traveled miles in or-
I and nurse back to health his
■ her.
It is a tale of brotherly love that
Ith the seas, and continents
■ -ssen it.
When Sergeant Pohlmann lay ill
fever on the island of Ne
he cried out in his delirium: "Ar
■
The nurse heard the name through
the long hours of her tired watch,
gently touching the feverish hand,
: . "Poor boy!"
From the island of Negros to the
city by the west sea is a far summons.
■ the ears of love are never sleep
lnc. and so one night little Arthur
:ann had a dream that was not
all a dream.
<aw in his vision the wasted form
1 brother, and in dream
he heard the call of "Arthur."
: - ■_r ■ ame he told his mother
that he was going to Manila, but he
-ell her of his dream. That
rry her, he thought, for moth
uld not go; she must stay at
v • with baby brother. AnoT^
morning thereafter, when leaving
for school, he would say:
"Good-by, mamma; I'm off to Ma
• .-day."
He paid that every morning 1 for we^ks
and weeks, and waited patiently for
hi? chance.
Complaint followed complaint from
leacher at school. Arthur was
restles3 and would not study. He seem-
Colorado 1/bluQteer ai? Jteir to $4,000,000
HIS MASCOT NUMBER HAS ALWAYS BEEN THIR
TEEN AND BROUGHT HIM THE BEST OF
LUCK AND WEALTH.
FOUR million dollars!
This is the heritage that comes
'ike a thunderbolt from a clear sky
Into the hands of a soldier doing
service for Uncle Sam.
It Is the story of the greatest luck
that ever fell to the lot of an American
''T^^ntinents and two centuries have
.-sSt'd in the accumulation and surprise
of a vast fortune to which a Colorado
V °S^s S is h whT Lieutenant Horatio I.
SSSSSSSS happiest man in the Colo
t^a^iSre^^v^tohim
with a prodigal hand.
Wlth'n a year Lieutenant Lawrence has
received two promotions in the army and
r f cei »,tr. thirteen months from the
SS Of enlistment he is informed that he
'"heir to a four million dollar property.
Surely there is a tide In the affairs of
men— who will doubt it?
Not Lieutenant Horatio I. Lawrence, for
h i [« a fatalist and firmly believes that
all of fortune's lavish gifts and every
thing good that Destiny may bestow upon
nim 'n the future will occur in the form
of the hoodoo figure thirteen.
Thirteen is the mascot number to him
which ha 3 paged itself upon the unlooked-
Tor lucky chapters In the history of this
arrbitious American soldier. born on the
Ueutenant Lawrence was born on he
13th of May. 1572. He graduated In the
Clis of '92 at Orchard's Lake. Michigan.
Separator* school of West Point, on
th f , !3 V h rtered c West Point on the 13th
mmmm
Sr'U t" couSl. He" enlisted as a private
. /.^rr y tfc
13th of the same mounth he was made
aSSSSKSSS he^Siged in was the
battle of Manila, which occurred on Au-
B O S VhVmh of June he was informed
that he* was the only direct heir to an
cS O a t %he alU mh a of -the 00 ° following month
he was promoted to commissioned officer.
The number thirteen has no terrors for
Lawrence comes from a mil
itary family— some of whom have writ
ten their names In our military history
dating from the fury of the Revolution
ary War to the War of the Rebellion.
He is a lineal descendent of the famous
"Don't-Give-Up-the-Ship" Lawrence and
from his mother's side of the house in
herits the blood of Admiral Farragtit and
Robert E. Lee.
Lieutenant Lawrence Is the happiest of
ficer In the Colorado camp, and without
doubt he is the most popular.
He Received a Prophetic Warming Through a Dream,
Ed to have something on his mlr.d, an<3
when sent up to the principal he would
walk home Instead. And so on the
morning of May 29 he left home saying:
"Good-by, mamma; this is the last
kiss. I'm off to Manila to find brother
Harry."
Bui he had said that just thirty times
befor*. Yet, strange to say. on that
mcrning of mornings it had a new
meaning, and she cried out: "Arthur,
my b.jy, do you want to drive your
mother crazy?"
Then, as fast as his little feet could
carry him, he started for the water
: turning and throwing kisses at
the mother as he hurried along. And
the last words she heard were: "Take
of yourself, mamma; I'll take
good care of Harry."
He had not a cent in his pocket, hut
he was rich in determination, for l\pon
every transport he scrambled, only to
be ferreted out of his hiding place by
policemen or Red Cross soldiery- Bur.
such fine young courage is sure to win,
and fi.'Ur weeks later he passed through
the Golden Gate bound for Manila.
And his going saved his brother's life.
He went as a stowaway on the trans
port Grant.
For three days and nights he had
r... thing to eat. and he made this sac
rifice for his brother.
Is there a greater love than this?
Little Arthur Pohlmann is back from
the battlefield, and he came on the good
ship Sherman.
I found him at the Presidio camp and
though he is not enlisted in Company D,
California Volunteers, he is certainly
thf most popular member.
•That's the bravest boy in the State,"
said Captain McCreagh.
'The Kid's all right," said a dozen
others.
"Hooray for the Kid!" came from
four lusty throats.
And little Arthur Pohlmann outgen
cv-
Four million dollars!
And v.hat of th* man who receive? it 11
Does the prospect of his brilliant future
dazzle him?
already demand from the world
the adulation which is sur< to be his, by
right of this princely sum.
What manner of man can resist the so
g homage laid at the throne of
SUB?
Let me tell you:
I found the street bordered by Company
H. Colorado Volunteers, mid asked '.he
first crder.v I met "Is Lieutenant Law
r< :.' c In camp?" For answer the orderiy
turned on his heel to a tent near by,
whisked the flapping canvas aside, and
' out in a iamlliar tone. "Sho, a lady
■ ou."
A minute later Lieutenant Lawrence,
tall, d ad with a courtly bearing
that west Point training never fails to
give, invited me to enter.
"We have rather narrow quarters," he
began. Then borne one at the door inter
rupted. "May 1 see y-u a moment?"
A whispered conversation • utside. "Cer
t.iin'iv." responded Lieutenant Lawrence —
a jingling of money— "don't mention it."
Then he resumed conversatl m by re
rrg my question. "How did I feel
when told of my windfall? Quite natur
ally I was elated. Bui strange to cay I
: of it by prophecy three we*ks be
in a most singular way. As you
know, there are In the army a great many
strange personalities. Well, one day after
we fellows were resting under the
■■ of a tree when one of the boj I
jumped up quickly, stood in front of mo
and said:
" 'Gee whiz, Lawrence, I'd like to be In
your boots. Whew' but won't you put
on dog when you g»t all those shiners'."
"I laughed at him ar.d ask^d him to ex
plain, and he at once replied:
" 'In a few weeka you will hear that you
have fallen heir to a fortune.'
"Of course I thoupht the fellow a little
queer, and at th» same tfme there was
just a "little reason in what he said, tor
the estate which has since come into my
j» -session was a 'parent' granted In 1770,
and like all property of that nature,
seemed like the rainbow's pot of gold.
"Well, when th<± news came General Otis
telegraphed up to the barracks for me
to come down to headquarters, and I with
my head and heart all full of the idea of
promotion started for the commander's
quarters. You can imagine my surprise
when told that not promotion but a for
tune awaited me upon my return to the
T'nited States. I then had to go down to
make affidavit that I was the person iden
tified iri the deed, and this I did without
hesitation."
"Sho " called a voice from the street.
"Just a minute, please." and the quarto
mlHionaire again left me to hold conver
satton with a private outside.
Again the money Jingled In his purse,
then as he entered I quoted the open se
same to his pur
"Lieutenant Lawrence, just a moment,
please."
At this he laughed and said with feaj-
praled them all in his unconscious hero
ism.
Tell me how you managed it? I said,
looking into a pair of fearless blue eye^
the color for dauntless courage.
"To get aboard was easy enough — but
to stay 'get,' that was the hardest rub.
I tried mighty hard to go away on the
transport Ohio — but — now — I'm glad I
didn't, berause-^two other kids who
went on that transport were captured
by the Filipinos. You see they got tired
marching and fell behind the soldiers
and were never heard from afterward.
But It wasn't my fault that I failed to
go on the Ohio. Why, I waited hours
and hours to get a chance to climb
over the gates of the Folson strait
wharf— and then when the men were
not looking I climbed over and man
aged to squeeze into an open porthole
and dropped into a bunk to hide.
Ing, "I am glad to oblige them— they are
nv-n of honor. ev< ry one i t them. I
never think of requiring notes; it is not
necessary."
"Rut why <1o they rail you 'Shn'?"
"That is "only the abbreviation of my
nam<- if takes too long for
them to pronounce it in full and I don't
rnir.d."
There ts such modesty in this man of
new found millions, such consideration
for others that it was a delight to see,
and then I ventured :
"Tell me how Horatio kept the bridge?"
"Oh. no; excuse me; that is just one
et I will not talk upon. It would
not be <iuite the thing for me to say any
thing about that: I Just tried to do my
duty, that is all."
"But did you never feol a premonition
of death— or that sort of thing, you
know?"
"Never; but I will say that many times
I have heard soldiers Rive orders for their
letters to be sent home with their belong
ings and they would say good by : and
start for the firing line, assured that they
would never return, and I never heard of
one whose premonition proved wrong.
Would I enlist again? Oh. yes; you see, I
am sort of a military animal— fond of pa
rade and gunpowder. I gruess I inherit
this trait from my ancestors, but I want
v r- =:. now, and this week we are mus
t>>r- d out. It will seem like a luxury to
be able to wear civilian clothes attain."
"And a valet, Lieutenant Lawrence?"
"Indeed ( yes; T am not too fond of
work, but I am not going *ln for society."
Here he unlocked a trunk and drew out
a volume of legal papers. "This Is the
bundle that locates my luck," and I read
over his shoulder the clause stating:
"Article No. I— Beginning at the most
easterly corner of a patent of 94.030 acres
of land, granted in the year 1770, to Henry
Glen, and others, commonly called the
Jersey Field Patent, etc.," and after
wading through much that I didn't un
derstand legally, I came to his attorney's
signature— "T. Almern Griffin, Rensse
laer. New York."
"What are my plan? ror the future? I
shall stop over at Denver for a brief time
and then proceed to New York to settle
up the estate. I haven't really made ex
tensive plans as yet. I am particularly
fond of music and studied the violin for
four years and in all probability som«
day will give it further attention, but
just at present my ambitions are wholly
military."
"And not domestic?"
"Well— no— but do you know I think the
girls of Virginia charming."
"Really; and perhaps you can remem
ber one who Is patlcularly so?"
"No; but I expect to find one some day,
and when I do, I'll lay aside my military
ambitions."
Then this knight of fortune and war
was called to officers' meeting and ever
since I have wondered if all men ac
cepted wealth with Lieutenant Law
rence's quiet philosophy; if the friend
ship for his comrades In battle will last.
THE SUNDAY CALTj.
"T thoueht I could run the bluff of a
sleeping soldier.
"I crawled in between the blankets
and puffed them up into a ridge that
and I find myself answering my las .
question:
I believe It will.
ANNABEL LER.
looked like a tall — then I found a
soldier's cap. pulled it well down over
my face and stretched myself out as
long as I could make myself and looked
like a real soldier.
"After awhile a policeman came along
and I thought he was after me, sure —
but he went right by and then a Red
Cross woman found me and told me if
I would come off the ship she would
make me the finest kind of a suit with
brass buttons and told me to come out
to the Presidio the next day and she
would have my measure taken and get
me a pass on the next transport. Like
a gilley I believed her. The next day
I went out and what do you think she
gave me? A cream puff!
"After that I spent most of my time
after I left school at the water front.
"The day before the Grant left I
went on board with the casuals and
hid in the ventilator. I found that
preity uncomfortable and there was al
ways danger of dropping down, so I
kept wy eye c-pen tor the officers and
lieutenant Jforatio J. Lawrence.
the 'Cop.' and when the c< ast was clear
I made for the bunk and crawled un
der it.
"Gee whiz, but wasn't I tired of my
narrow quarters. The iron wasn't al
together like a feather bed, but— l knew
if I got out before we left the bay that
I was a goner.
"I could hear the people shouting and
talking and I thought they never would
haul up the anchor. Honest, It seemed
a longer time under the bunk than the
whole trip to Manila. I ached all over —
and was seasick, too. and on the third
day out of Frisco I crawled out and wa3
that hungry I didn't care whether I
■was caught or not. I couldn't stand up
at first, I was so cramped.
"Then the captain saw me the first
thing and said:
" 'You young rascal — what are you
doing here?'
"I told him I was too hungry to talk.
He was a first-rate follow, for he took
me right down and gave me a fine lay
out. I ate like one of these boa con
etrictors. My, but I was hungry. Then
tie marched me up to the commanding
officer and he asked me all sorts of
questions: if I had a father and a
mother and what I meant by stowing
away, and if I wasn't sorry that I left
home, and when I said no, he said: "I'll
put you off at Hono-lulu.' I was afraid
of that, so I made all the money I
could on thn way over. I helped in the
saloon, I blacked boots and chored after
the officer's messenger when he wasn't
in sight, and made myself handy in
general — and wasn't sassy — and, by the
time we reached Hono-lulu I had enough
saved to buy me some clothes.
"I was lucky and got aboard all right
at Honolulu. I climbed in one of the
square portholes and got under the
bunk again untiL we got outside of
land.
"When we g-ot to Manila I had $3
saved up and there I found my brother
was away off on the island and there
were no boats and no one know whether
he was sick or not and .so I went with
the soldiers to the 'Walled City.' Then
the next day we started for Malate and
two days later we were on the south
ftring line at Los Pinos.
"That was the lively place and we
WENT AS A
STOWAWAY
THAT HE
MIGHT BE
or aid.
were there one month. I walked tetk
miles the first day with the soldiers and
carried my blanket with my clothes in.
the shape of a horse shoe around my
neck. I was afraid of falling behind.
But the soldiers were awful pood to
me. They traded blankets with me —
mine were heavier on account of my
clothes, and my how it did rain. I was
•wet through and through.
■I did laundry work fur the boys,
cleaned their guns and did everything
they wanted me to, and nover was
'sassy" with them and they always paid
me well, so that I had quite a good
sized wad saved up. when some one
brought word into the camp that my
brother was on board the Sherman—
but sick in the hospital.
"Then I went right back with boitm
men on the trail and got into one of
the Sherman's little boats and went cut
to see my brother.
"Brother Harry was too sick to sit
up and looked like a ghost. He couldn't
say a word when he saw me — I Just
went up and put my arms around his
neck and neither one of us said any
thing for a long while. He looked
awfully bad— and I took my little
'dough' that I had saved and bought
nice things for him to eat and he
wouldn't taste a thing for a long time
until I said to him: "Ain't you ashamed
of yourself: Now you eat these dainties
and get well and go home to mamma —
here a little kid like me comes all the
way to nurse voii and now you won't
eat.' He got so he didn't want me out
of his sight and he did eat everything
I brought him, too. He says I saved
his life. I don't know about that, but—
I'm glad I went and I'd do it over
again. Only I don't like to see people
killed."
And this is the story that the stow
away tells; the young hero of the west
who went to the battlefield all for th«
love of a brother.
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